Alter Ego

We stand, facing one another. The girl that stands before me seems to be completely opposite. Hair frizzed, she appears tired as if she never sleeps. I stand at a distance, looking flawless. My skin smooth, unlike the roughness of hers. My eyes hypnotize, not pierce the way her eyes do. Her voice raspy, almost a whisper. She speaks, the pain is revealed, and tearsbegin to form. The girl reveals that she is not a stranger to fear, anger, pain, and sadness. Sympathy builds up inside of me, though quickly pushed aside so I remain at ease. I show now signs of imperfection nor unhapiness. When others are near, spirits are high and my emotions are contained. All of a sudden we turn and look into the mirror before us. We stand looking at one another, puzzled at eachother`s similar features . I stare at her beside me in the mirror and cannot take my eyes away. At the blink of an eye, the room starts to spin, so fast that the image of us turns into a blur. The speed is out of control and leaves our hearts racing. The room starts to come to a stop and there are no longer two images. The girl seems to have disappeared. I finally come to the realization that it was not another girl I was looking at, I was only looking at a reflection of myself.